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On January 4, 2011, this little (okay, BIG) bundle of love and energy came into our lives. It was Lily who decided to take him home from the kennel that evening, and after “fostering” him for a few months, we all agreed he was meant to be part of the family. Cousteau, of course, knew all along that he’d be staying with us forever.

We didn’t pick his name, but after getting to know him these last few years, I can’t imagine anything different. He is curious, adventurous, spontaneous, and probably has ADD. He sleeps most of the day, and then suddenly becomes distracted by toy, after toy, after toy. Most importantly, he has been there for me during some tough times, and I always know I can lean on him at the end of the day.

Last week I challenged my friends and family to pick up at least one piece of trash a day. I took the kids for a walk this morning around our neighborhood. I picked up this plastic spoon and rusted nail from the sidewalk. Have you picked up a piece of trash today?